Synecdoche

At first, I saw myself in you.

I felt a connection I feel with a few.

I saw you change as the time flew,

And getting acquainted with the real you.

The image you'd portrayed at first wasn't true.

You're no longer the person I thought I knew.

I left with no feelings nor favors due;

Eventually, learn to live without you.

Alas! By then, things had changed for me too -

For now, people say, in me, they see a part of you.